Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2012 23:19:48 +0100
From: Jamie Andrew
Subject: Jamie's School Days - Highschool - Chapter 9
Hey all. Sorry it's been a while. Been on a long vacation and now I'm
reunited with my computer; hands read to make cum happen.
Hope you enjoy this extra long story. It's definitely cum filled.
Chapter 9 - Jamie and the Orgy
"You did what?" laughed Tom after I told him what went down in the changing
rooms.
Brad was made to swallow the entire team's cum from a cup but I chose to
drink it instead because he had been such a good friend to me. I thought if
I showed that I would take the fall for him he would consider me more than
a friend. I also thought it would show commitment to the team and I would
get some respect. However, my martyrdom came at a price when I became known
as the `Cum Guzzler'.
"I don't know why I did it," I said. "It all went so quiet and serious
after. I think they were seeing me differently like they haven't quite
worked me out as to why I did what I did. Heck. Who would willingly drink a
load of cum?"
"I think you're a legend, mate," laughed Tom.
Brad seemed to think so. He had been texting me constantly asking how I was
and making jokes by calling me cum guzzler. Connor soon found out after his
release from juvie and joined in with the jokes. There were comments made
by him and the boys - sly witty comments they thought were harmless and
only for a laugh but nonetheless made me feel like a freak. I would say
that I don't look like a cum-sucker and I'm sure their homophobic passes
were just `straight talk'.
I was invited over to Brad's. I never thought Brad and I had much in
common. Yes he's the captain of my team but otherwise I never considered
myself compatible with him as a friend. Don't get me wrong I would love to
be like one of the lads. Tom and I grew up in a school with not so many
friends. We're quite introverted and more into video games and jamming on
guitars. Brad, Connor and Mike are the popular kids from the year above me
and they go to parties and stuff. I got to see what they were like at my
house party and they were really wild.
Malachi was meant to meet me for presentation work but he texted saying he
had girlfriend problems. Freddy wasn't answering any of my texts and I
haven't heard from him except that time he unexpectedly dropped in on my
match. This is what I hate about boys sometimes. They come when uninvited
and don't come when invited. They never text you back and when asked about
it they say their phone was playing up. Brad wasn't like that. He has
always been reliable and punctual and I think he's genuinely interested in
me. It felt so great to receive an invite from him.
Of course, I wasn't the only one to get invited. Brad also planned on
having Mike and Connor over for an intimate party except Mike had other
plans and Connor brought along his girlfriend, Becky.
The night began with a few beers and Becky vainly talking about
herself. Connor had taken Viagra and sported a massive boner. Clearly he
planned to use Brad's house to fuck her. This proved to be accurate when
they later excused themselves to the kitchen to make popcorn. They didn't
care to be discreet about it as I still heard Becky's moans and Connor's
grunts over the sound of the microwave popping. Brad didn't mind at all. In
fact, this led to him being able to get to know me more.
"You're not drinking the bottle I gave you," noticed Brad. He was right. I
hardly touched it because I accepted the drink out of politeness. I was
worried that he might take advantage of me being a lightweight and I would
do something embarrassing again. I was so nervous to be at his house and
worried that he would turn me on and that something might happen between us
again. On the other hand, maybe this courage might make it happen and so I
thought what the hell.
"Sorry, man," I said sincerely.
"What's wrong? You feeling rough?" he asked, touching my shoulder and
rubbing it so tenderly.
"Just tired, mate. Tired of everything. Everyone."
"You feel it, mate. You're all knotted and stressed. What if I rub your
back a little," he suggested. He embraced his hands around my back.
"That feels amazing, Brad. How did you learn to massage like this?"
"You got to treat your body right," Brad responded.
His fingers and thumbs pressed firmly around my neck and shoulders. It was
like he was hitting a hundred perfect spots and pushed me to ecstasy. Never
had a man touched me so intimately before. I thought I could use the
situation to my favour.
"What say you rub me all over? It's great, but my whole body could do with
your wizard fingers," I said.
"Interesting. You can lie on my bed. Get you flat on your front."
He showed me to his bedroom. It was low lit which was perfect for the mood
I wanted.
"Do you mind I take off my shirt? I asked.
"Why, sure. How else am I going to get oil all over you?" he smiled
I whipped off my shirt in one quick movement. Brad searched through his
drawers for some scented oils. I loosened my trouser button and pulled it
down by a few inches to give him access to my rear. I laid on the bed
shirtless. Brad's hands coursed through my smooth skin.
"I want to tell you something, Jamie," said Brad as he was working his
hands all over my back. "Back when you guzzled all those boys' cum in the
changing rooms I thought that was the hottest thing I've ever seen."
"You did?" I said. I could feel my cock stiffening and poking at his bed.
"Fuck yeah, what was so hot was that you did it for me. I have respect for
you, man."
"Thanks, I guess," I muttered, half thinking how I would do it again in a
heartbeat if it meant getting Brad's approval.
"But you have to be honest, here? What possessed you, man?" he
laughed. "Did you do it for me? Or do you really like cum? Are you a cum
sucker? I want the truth now."
Damn it. He did ask. I wasn't going to lie to him.
"Fine. The truth is, I've had cock before. Many times. There's this skater
guy and he and I had done it many times."
"What? Fucked?" he laughed.
"Yeah, always," I lied. In fact, what I really wanted him to do right now
is to stuff his finger up my virgin hole with all this talk of cum and
fucking.
"That's sick, man. Awesome. Have you ever sucked a person's toes before?"
Brad asked me. I looked at him with uncertainty. It never occurred to me
that sucking your feet is erotic.
"No. You?" I asked.
"I have to admit, I have a fetish for it. You mind?"
He requested me to give him a foot of mine. I obliged. Brad took hold of my
whole left leg and guided his hand gently towards my crotch. It sent
shivers down my leg and gave me a new sensation. Brad pressed my toes
against his lips. My sole against his neck. My foot caressing his face. He
then enveloped my erect toe into his mouth.
A wet, warm slithering tongue was circling around my big toe. It felt
sensational surrendering a part of my body I never knew could open itself
to new and exciting senses. I looked at his gorgeous, devious face
pretending to gnaw at my toe like an animal lusting over tasty meat. He had
a sultry expression. His eyes were so handsome and ravishing as though he
had me on a spell. I was under his enchantment. He looked like sex. He
smelled like sex. Man, I wanted him to fuck me so badly.
I pulled down my trousers and boxers. I wanted to rip off my clothes so
that he could get to all of me. Brad didn't mind that I undressed
myself. In fact, he helped to undress me faster.
"Lie on your back," he commanded. I nodded. Could this be it? Am I going to
get fucked now?
Brad grabbed my ass cheeks. He stretched them apart to inspect my ass. I
could feel my hole stretching wide, ready for a cock to be shoved
inside. Brad grabbed some more of the lotion and rubbed it all over my
back. His moist finger slid up my crack. He pressed his finger hard against
it. I felt it poke inside for a little. Then, he stretched my ass wide once
more. I felt the same moist sensation I had when he sucked on my toe. This
time, his tongue was licking my hole.
The rimjob was a new level of sensation, more so than an 8 inch dildo. Brad
ate that hole up like he was hungry for it. After, I felt his finger
circling the rim of my hole and inserting gently inside. I allowed for him
to slide it inside and he was finger fucking me rough. He then inserted two
more fingers in and they went in deep. I don't think I felt my G spot but
it sure felt great having Brad inside me. My cock was bursting at this
point and I could feel it exploding.
"Fuck, I'm cumming," I shouted.
"Quick, lie on your back," he said.
I quickly turned around and Brad was pumping at my cock with his face near
my cum hole. I began to shoot ropes of cum and Brad forced his mouth deep
on my dick and I came inside him. He gagged and dribbled some spit but he
slurped it back up like he was a cum guzzler.
My hands were on his hair. I wanted to keep his warm mouth over my cock as
long as I could. Brad finished licking the cum off my cock and my shaft
. He smiled at me looking pleased. "Did I return the favour to you?" he
asked.
"Fuck, Brad. That was the best ever. Thank you so much," I said panting
with pleasure.
...
I went to clean myself in the bathroom and when I returned I saw Brad had
left the room. In the other room, I heard the sound of fucking and saw that
Brad had joined in a threesome with Connor and Becky. Becky was on top of
Connor and Brad was behind her. They had their dicks in her holes as the
boys were double stuffing her.
It felt quite hot watching them go at it. Brad saw me watching and he gave
me a wink. I didn't know what went on between us but from what I concluded
Brad was confident with his sexuality to do stuff with me. He was only
being honourable and returning a favour. It wasn't really sex that we had
because there was no fucking. I mean was it sex? Heck, what do I even call
it?
My phone rang and surprisingly it was Freddy calling. I went back to Brad's
room to answer the call.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Jamie, how are you mate?" asked Freddy on the phone.
"You won't believe what just happened to me. I'm at a friend's house for a
party. It's not just any party. It's like some sort of orgy party. Everyone
is fucking."
"No fucking way. Hot guys there?"
"I did one guy. He's the football captain. He gave me a rimjob and all."
"That's super hot, Jamie. You got me all hard now," said Freddy.
"Me too," I said as I rubbed my growing bulge.
"Sorry I haven't called in a while. I'm out of town for a shoot. Just
finished the scene tonight. I can't wait for you to see it when it's out."
"There's nothing more I want than to see you fucking on the net," I said.
"Yeah, you like watching me fuck?" he teased.
"I like watching people fuck. Heck, I'm watching one now," I said.
"Hot."
"Listen, Freddy. My birthday is coming soon. I'd love it if you can come to
it. I'll send you an invite online."
"I'll try to, Jamie. I really would. I won't know if I have shooting that
day. It can really pop up anytime," said Freddy.
"That's fine," I said. It really wasn't. It was just another one of his
excuse.
"Speak to you next time, OK?" said Freddy.
"Bye, Freddy."
I laid on Brad's bed feeling crushed. I tried to drown out the sound of
wild fucking by burying a pillow to my face. There was a knock on the
door. It was Connor who came in.
"You o'right, mate?" said Connor in his sexy Irish accent.
"Hey, what's up?" I said trying not to look pathetic and sad hiding in
Brad's room.
"I'm grand thanks. What you doing alone in the room for?" asked Connor.
"I passed out. Brad was giving me a massage."
"Ah, the old magic fingers of his. He once used those fingers on me
before. First time I discovered what a hand job was for."
"He did? When?" I said astoundedly.
"Brad, Mike and I have been friends for a while. We're really close if you
know what I mean," winked Connor. "We share everything."
"So you really don't mind Brad sharing your girlfriend?" I said. Next door
Brad and Becky were going at it really wild. Becky was begging him to fuck
harder.
"Sex is sex. Becky's a top lass and a dirty minx in bed. But we're not
romantically together. Besides, however dirty she might seem she really
hates taking it up the arse."
"So you like fucking behind?" I said.
"It's tight isn't it? It's always better up the arse. Heck, I'd even take
it up the arse if the situation calls for it. That don't make me queer
though."
"Sure it doesn't," I laughed.
"What? Cum Guzzler, you. You're the biggest queer there is for drinking all
the lads' cum," he joked. I'm sure it was only him teasing.
"Yep, beware.. I'll go all homo on you."
"You can tell me if you want," he said.
"Tell you what?" I said.
"That you are one. A cum sucker. I won't care."
"Are you asking me if I'm gay?" I said.
"Yeah I guess I am. Are you?" said Connor. He looked into my eyes like he
really noticed me for the first time. He wasn't his usual self of being all
hard and brash. I felt I could really trust him
"I am. Gay. But I'm not into labels. Or stereotypes. Sometimes I'm really
into girls. So I guess it's like a phase. But obviously I'm more into
guys. Like strong manly guys. I don't really like effeminate guys. I like
sporty guys who like football. Well, you're into football. You'd definitely
be my type. But of course we're friends and I wouldn't want to cross the
line if that would make you uncomfortable-"
Connor interrupted to give me a kiss. It was the hottest thing to have
happened to me since Freddy surprised me with a kiss at Flamingos. It
really lingered for a while and Connor was doing most of the tonguing.
"Wh-what was that for?" I said feeling confused.
"Sex is sex. I'm OK that you're into guys. Or that you're into me. Heck,
I'm into me too. Besides, I kissed you to see if your lips were cock
sucking lips."
"And are they?" I said.
"I'll need to give them another trial," he replied. Connor whipped off his
shirt and undid his fly. I too hurried to remove my clothes.
Connor tackled me to the bed climbing on top of me. We were both in our
boxers. I was clearly pitching a tent and so was he. I could feel the
outline of his balls against my chest.
"Have you ever dreamed about me, Jamie?" he said.
"Fuck. Am I dreaming right now?" I laughed.
Connor took my hand to rub his bulge. No dream felt this real.
"If I'm being honest, Jamie, I always thought you were rather cute."
"If we're being honest here, I have to say that I have a copy of a sex tape
of you that I jerk off to often."
"That is so hot," he smiled.
Connor removed his boxers and flung them across the room. Now I got to see
Connor's erect penis at last. It wasn't the biggest of cocks but it was
definitely the hottest piece of meat I would suck.
"That's hot," I said.
"Can you suck this, Jamie?" he asked.
"Gladly."
I opened my mouth as Connor inserted his cock into it. His balls were
massive that it was bashing against my chin as he was fucking his cock in
my mouth.
"What a nice cock sucking mouth you have, Jamie," said Connor speaking
dirty to me. "Take my big dick. Take it all. I want to cum in your mouth so
badly and swallow it."
When he took out his cock from my mouth he planted his balls against my
nose to sniff it. He squatted over my face wanting me to suck his big
balls. He groaned when I inserted a finger in his ass whilst I was playing
with his balls. Then, he wished for me to lick his hole and I did so like
Brad had done with me.
Connor made me so hard the way he was speaking dirty.
"Eat my ass good. Stick your tongue in. Fuck. That's it."
I was having insatiable lust for him for being like an animal. Everything I
did to him felt I was doing alright. I didn't care much that he would call
me a Dirty Faggot or Cum Guzzler because I understood why girls would like
to be called their bitches. I enjoyed being dominated. What I wanted to
know was whether Connor would like it if I talked dirty back.
"I'm gonna stick my finger inside you and fuck you now," I said.
"You are? Do it then, faggot. Fuck my ass," he responded.
I grabbed some of Connor's hair and made him aware of who was boss.
"Don't push it, asshole. I'll stuff three fingers in your asshole if you
talk disrespectfully again," I said. Fuck. That felt great.
"Oh the faggot likes to talk back? Fuck you. Why don't you suck my dick,"
he said. That was so hot what he said that I had to give him a kiss. As we
kissed we were rubbing our cocks and legs together. Our grinding made me so
close to cumming.
"Fuck, I think I'm gonna cum," I said.
"I'm so close too. Fuck. Don't move."
Connor grinded his cock against my chest and he came all over my front. I
got turned on with his spunk on my chest that I burst all over his chest
too. We made a cum sandwich between us. He laid on top of me gaining a
moment to breathe.
"Fuck, Jamie. That has got to be the best sex I've ever had and we didn't
even fuck."
I smiled to myself. Next door, Brad was still going hard at Becky. Connor
and I were covered in sweat and cum. Brad was going to need some new
sheets.
To be continued...
Like before, I'd appreciate hearing from you. How has everyone's summer
been? Thanks again for reading.